I feel like myself again.
The past two weeks have been a blur of activity. It has been 8 months since I left Mesa Verde last September, and I had a lot to catch up on! In addition to bringing all the facts and figures to the front of my mind once more, I’m also rewriting my 3 main tours and was given an evening program to boot! Although I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a little bit of stress involved, I’ve really been thriving in the midst of the chaos. My tours have been going really well, I’ve yet to have an unpleasant interaction with a visitor, and I’m ecstatic to again find myself surrounded by Mesa Verde’s large team of supportive, talented interpreters. Life is good.
I’m now back at Canyonlands visiting A. It’s the first time I’ve been here since my last blog post. As I drove up the hill I found myself wondering if the place would ever be the same. The spring had been so tedious, I feared that funny tingle that had once accompanied my drive up the park road would never return. But happily, the negativity was not waiting for me there.
Last night we celebrated a birthday. As I danced on a picnic table lit only by campfire, surrounded by some of my favorite people in this world, I turned my face up to the Milky Way in all her glory. As if in greeting, she sent two shooting stars my way. How cheeky, I thought to myself – admittedly under the daze of a few too many margaritas, and likening the falling lights to a sort of cosmic wink. I closed my eyes anyway, and wished that this sort of happiness would never end.